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Ikhide R. Ikheloa has written some of the most popular articles on this website and the Internet today under his pseudonym "Nnamdi." Ikheloa who calls his writings "moonlighting" also writes poetry.
Something interesting happened to me this year. I found myself searching the Internet, looking for, and acquiring several books by authors that nurtured me in my youth growing up in Nigeria...
When I left to visit Nigeria, I had only been in America ten years and so I hadn't acquired the accent expected of a Nigerian-American. As for my hair, even in those days I had so little hair left, I was afraid that if I fried my hair, I would go bald! So I went home nappy-haired and with my original Nigerian accent. Unknown to me this was a major source of embarrassment to my dad...
The West must learn a lesson that my American bank knows too well and it is this: When you give a military junta a loan, it is analogous to giving a loan to a thief who has stolen my identity. Just as I am protected by the laws of the land, the beautiful people of Africa should be protected from the crimes of the gun-toting thieves and their Western accomplices...
Seriously, young man, so now, you have a child you can call your own...? Hmmm… Let me ask you a deeply profound and intellectual question: WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?
Here in America, we live in a society that values the beauty of wildlife and also strives to respect the right of all living things to co-exist with human beings. Such sentiments and values have unfortunately led to unintended and sometimes tragic consequences...
Lik a dutiful husband, I accompanied my wife to new home developments and we traipsed from model home to model home in search of that home that was powerful enough to kill the disease in my wife’s eyes. We ooohed and aaahed over tastefully furnished homes that we would never live in unless we won several hundred million dollars in a mega-lottery...
Hope rises out of Africa like fresh steam out of a piping hot bowl
of rice and stew. I rise to salute the courageous men and women that
toil in the private sector and actually flourish under conditions
that would be unacceptable in the West...
My friend, the blonde one teases me about carrying my passport. She doesn't have to worry, she is a pretty blonde American, she will travel the world naked and American marines will die defending her right to be naked. I am a different
issue altogether. I am American on paper. And I am black.
Nobody Asked Me, But…
“Ah, that man is very detribalised.”
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